It would actually be helpful to have another soul here so Cleon was grateful for that. He didn't know how much of a comfort that would be to Mrs. Kirke though. "Smart thinking," he said, tossing a smile the younger mans way. Oh, what a deliciously adorable head of hair the man had. Why oh why did he have to be meeting this man while dealing with a woman about to burst forth with new life?

Oh thank Merlins underpants, he could see Tyb's house from here. And at least this time she was gripping the other man instead of him as another of her - pains? Was that what it was called? - took hold. "Not too far to go now," Cleon doubly assured before turning to look over at the young man. "It's just down the lane there." He had no idea who he was. Again, he was just thankful to not have been left alone with a distressed, pregnant woman.